The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 180

Harry POV.

I know she hated the looks everyone was giving her. The look of pity. Sophie is strong, resilient. She doesn’t need their pity. I can see it in my girl, she is fierce. When she asked me about a boxing gym, I swear my heart stuttered and my cock twitched.

My girl knows how to defence herself. Hell, I can just see her now. In the ring, throwing strong accurate punches at her opponent. Ok, Harry stop. Before you rip your pants.

I jog down the steps of the clubhouse back to the cage and grab her bags and mine out before locking the cage and walking back towards the steps.

“Yo, Wild Child. What’s with all the lovey dovey shit? Don’t you usually just fuck and dump?” One of the newer guys asks with a chuckle and I look at him. Stone is his name, and he is one of Lucky’s members.

Lucky will be starting his MC soon. He has decided to name it Hell’s Redemption MC. He said he and his men needed their redemption after allowing his father to do all the nasty shit he did. He blames himself for not stopping his dad sooner, but he couldn’t leave because he needed to keep an eye on what the rest of the Sons Of Hades were doing.

Stone is a good guy, but I guess it is a shock to see me carrying a woman in my arms and having hearts in my eyes. Hell, Stone and I used to pick up women together. But that changes now.

“Used to as in past tense. Not anymore Stoney, Sophie is mine. So hands to yourself.” I say and he walks towards me, chuckling before he pulls me in to a hug.

“Happy for you man, what happened to her? I saw the bruises. Tell me, who are we hunting?” He says, cracking his knuckles. Stone is also one of the men I spar with.

“I will be calling church once I have Soph settled. It’s bad man, but nothing we can’t handle. So be ready.” I tell him and he nods his head, looking sad. I know all the men that followed Lucky hate violence towards women. Same as all of my members here do.

We uphold our laws, no violence towards women or children. Our women are treated like the goddesses they are. Same reason why we don’t have club girls. We don’t disrespect our women by flaunting half-naked women in front of them.

The members who don’t have girlfriends or ole ladies can do what they want, but they know not to bring whoever they are fucking to the clubhouse. Not unless it is to claim them. The saying goes, happy wife, happy life.

Me like the rest of the taken men, like our dicks attached to our bodies. I know most people fear us biker men, but really, they should be scared of the women at our backs. Those women are vicious little fuckers, but we love them all the same.

“Thanks man, it will be a club effort. So tell your men about church. I need to get back inside. Sophie is in pain and she still needs to rest. See you soon.” I say, patting him on the shoulder as I walk past him.

“Anytime, man, go and make your girl comfortable. Oh and Harry, I am happy for you. You’re a good man, and I know Soph is a good woman. So for the love of all things holy and unholy, don’t fuck this up, yeah?” Stone says and I chuckle, nodding my head.

“Don’t need to worry about me brother, I won’t be fucking up anytime soon. I love her.” I tell him, and he whistles low at me.

“Damn, you don’t hang around. Go get back to your girl,” He says with a chuckle and I give him the finger and he roars with laughter, shaking his head as he walks back to whatever he was doing.